After a regeneration always left your body sore, you grumbled to yourself, as you look over your newly regenerated body on a building‘s rooftop — checking both hearts were beating, checking all limbs were correct… eh, you didn’t like the colour of your lungs, but that‘s fine, adjustments can be made… hair… nice, nose… good shape—

But, no more time to waste, after all, destruction of Earth doesn’t happen on it‘s own.

…Oh, You huffed, it can, especially once you helped with the creation of atomic bombs…

Ah, Yes, that brings you nicely along to your plan. Setting off each and every single atomic bomb on Earth.

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The Master was on a building‘s roof not too far away — and, for his part, he was planning a similar world-harmer, sending every plane to crash into every major city, though he had to make sure he wasn’t In London by then, or in any… plane…

Scratch that idea, what about—

He paused.

He can recognise that feeling from anywhere. The remnants of regeneration energy...

He stood up from his perch on the ground of the rooftop, and peered around the edge of the building toward where he saw somebody stood on a similar building, holding a Sonic Screwdriver — trying to get it to work.

"…Going after my hearts, eh?" He huffed in amusement to himself, before disappearing down the enclosed stairwell.

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You stood, huffing to yourself as you tried to get your Sonic Screwdriver working, but it wasn’t emitting the correct frequency to set off all the Atomic Bombs…

You heard a small clearing of some man‘s throat behind you, which caused you to almost drop your Sonic Screwdriver, but you caught it immediately and glared over at the person from over your shoulder.

"I think someone‘s after my hearts… and, do count those.“

The Master chuckled amusedly, leaning against the wall on the small building closing the stairwell as he gestured to both sides of his chest where his hearts lay.

"What are you doing?"